"Well, hmmm," wondered Mr. Teko, obviously pondering Teruk's question about the title deed. "It has been a while since I've brushed up on my mercantile law, but there are two conditions under which a merchant must hold a title deed. The first is when operating on the premises of another business, in which case the deed must be endorsed by both the local authority and the owner of the aforementioned other business. The second, more common situation is when operating in a region in which you don't claim residency. Because you don't pay taxes or duties to these foreign kingdoms while operating there, you are required to hold an official title deed to conduct business in order to limit the number of un-taxed merchants affecting the local economy," explained Mr. Teko, wearily taking a seat. Treka, still a bit woozy, rolled over and closed her eyes, obviously in need of some rest.

"Because we scrubs so frequently leave the swamp to peddle our wares, it is a common misconception that only we need title deeds. However, technically any merchant needs a deed to operate outside of their native region, with the exception of the Carnival season, when the mayor's office distributes temporary permits to qualified merchants. Some of us scrubs have permits, while others, like Treka, who will be staying here for a while longer, hold title deeds. Unfortunately, because our people have a reputation for being... 'enthusiastic' salesmen, regional authorities have a tendency to be more thorough in checking our credentials than those of merchants of others races," he added, with a weary sigh.

"However, a canyon title deed shouldn't exist at this point. After all, because no one is allowed to leave Ikana, all merchants who operate there must claim residency, thus eliminating the need for a title deed in the first place. A valid title deed would allow a merchant to enter and leave Ikana as he pleased, something that hasn't been possible for 25 years. Whoever this old man, he has a very special privilege indeed. A deed like that would be worth a lot of money to certain people," continued the elder scrub, stroking his non-existent beard.

"I agree. It would be most wise to warn this swordsman as soon as possible. I would very much like to know what he did to attract this unwanted attention," advised Mr. Teko, still worried. "I will stay here with Treka in case the old man comes back again. Perhaps you could seek out the scrubs in other districts and tell them to keep an eye out for this strange hooded man and our blue-caped swordsman?" he asked. Mr. Teko seemed more troubled than he'd been in a long time.